Luo Fugui cursed the Japanese and the ancestors of the security army and bandits thousands of times in his heart.

This plain is really hard to come. It took only half a month to arrive at the plain and four major battles!

It almost started from late summer until early autumn.

I haven't had a good night's sleep for two days and two nights in a row and have been on the way. At this time, his bandit's grandma actually fought with the security team!

You, we and Boss Hu, are both bandits, so why do you have to beat your own family?

Xiong's anger is hard to relieve. Even if I have been through the Eighth Route Army, our roots are still the same, right?

This time I have to give these wastes some snacks and look at them. I dare not take action against the Japanese. This idea has hit my own heads. A bunch of idiots who have no choice but to make trouble. Look at how I deal with you when I come!

"Hey, mule, come up, my aunt's feet are numb, so she has to move!" Xiao Hongying ran down from behind the cart.

"Oh, it's not in vain that the platoon leader is usually good to you!" Luo Fugui rushed into the mule cart with a whirlpool.

The frame of the car creaked and felt that it might fall apart at any time.

The little girl had seen Hu Yi following him on a bicycle, and immediately stood by the side of the road with her eyes wide open and waved: "Fox, wait for me!"

When Hu Yi came over, he quickly trotted two steps, grabbed Hu Yi's belt with one hand, and jumped onto the bicycle directly.

"Hey, we just swayed like this. Will the Japanese be targeted by the Japanese?"

"There are soldiers of the secret service regiment in front, and Ma Liang stared at them on both sides. We are dressed in a security army, so there is no big problem." Hu Yi's voice was hoarse.

"Are you worried about the vixen? Her man is too stubborn, it's hard to say..." Xiao Hongying said casually.

Hu Yi, who had been riding for most of the night, shook his hands, and his bicycle body shook twice, and almost fell into the wasteland next to him that was nearly lowered.

Luo Fugui, who was on the carriage in front, happened to see the scene behind the carriage, and added with interest: "I found that Officer Su seems to have changed a lot!"

Xiao Hongying poked out her braid with embarrassment: "Hey, what did you say? Where did the vixen change?"

"He is not as cold to Boss Hu as before! He is like a couple." Luo Fugui said proudly with his ugly eyes open with his triangle.

Hu Yi, who was riding a bicycle, immediately dropped his chin and broke it. The bicycle successfully rushed into the wilderness on the roadside.

Hu Yi tried hard to control his bicycle, but he turned his legs and stood up in the wasteland. In the end, he fell to the ground in a mess.

The little girl who had jumped off the bicycle had been tilting her head to look at Hu Yi who was competing with the bicycle.

The monkey who was driving the car could no longer help but covered her stomach and couldn't straighten her waist. She held the mule cart with one hand and was almost cracked by the cart. She quickly used force on her hand and flipped onto the mule cart directly.

The overwhelmed mule cart cracked and the beam broke directly.

The mule in the car flipped directly to the ground and shouted: "Monkey, your grandma's, I won't kill you..."

The car was packed into a bag, and the messy house items fell on the ground. The mule pulling the car staggered, as if it couldn't pull it. After pedaling for two steps, it felt something was wrong, so it stopped directly, shook its head and stalked, and saw a few clumps of dead grass beside the road, so it lowered its head and started to chew.

The bear who was about to get up, listened to the haha, his face changed from red, green, blue and white, and he wished he could kill the two hundred and five who had broken the cart away!

As for his own weight, it was completely ignored.

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Two figures ran towards Zhang Yi and Zeng Nansheng, followed by a group of pursuing security troops.

The people in front were running and occasionally turned around and shot.

From afar, you can only see that the people chasing ahead are carrying a cloud of dust, and you can't see the number of people chasing behind you.

There were dense and messy sounds in the village, and the sound of footsteps sounded.

Holding a large rusted blade, a shiny shuttle mark, and a guillotine shining coldly.

Holding the old sleeves, bird guns appeared one after another.

Director Zhang pulled out the shell gun and looked nervously at the wilderness in the north with a group of subordinates.

Zeng Nansheng suddenly felt that these comrades were a little unfamiliar.

Maybe I am used to most of the security teams having guns, but I didn’t expect that the county police were still so poor.

After shook his head, he seemed to be like them for two months. Only he and Lao Zhou had guns, and the other comrades were no different from the team in front of him.

"Old Zeng, you go back quickly!" Director Sun said to Zeng Nansheng seriously and immediately turned around: "Prepare for the battle!"

Zeng Nansheng didn't move. He looked at the police team that was busy rushing to the house and frowned, and subconsciously suggested: "If you don't concentrate your firepower in front, you're stuck together, and there's no formation. How can you fight?"

"How to fight? Are you still teaching me now if you are engaged in intelligence?"

"I just think you're not properly arranged like this."

"Hehe, we are not fighting, can we just start a fight with just two shots? There is still a fart formation!"

"You have no ladders like this, and your firepower has not formed a crossover. Besides, you haven't even figured out the situation of the enemy clearly. This..."

"Hey, I haven't seen each other for a few days, so I opened my mouth and started to speak yellow?" Zhang Yi was stubborn, but the intelligence officer pointed at his nose and said that he had made such a wrong arrangement! It's such a joke, looking at this comrade who had charged with him like a monster.

Zeng Nansheng was speechless, yes, wasn’t he just resisting the security army with the soldiers and fighting the Japanese ambush?

A team of one or two hundred ambushed the Japanese in a team of more than a dozen people. Several times, their own side suffered losses of fifty, sixty, seventy or eighty. In the end, the Japanese were still running away. If they could kill one or two Japanese in a row, they would win!

Many times, even the Japanese corpses were not caught.

Looking at the two security team soldiers wearing ordinary people's clothes running closer, Zeng Nansheng felt very uncomfortable when he looked at the poor relatives next to him.

Immediately ordered the two soldiers next to me: "Leave the bullets... ten rounds, give them all the other bullets in their bag!"

After saying that, he took out six rows of mullet gun bullets that had been installed on the bridge from his bag and handed them to Zhang Yi next to him.

Director Zhang was stunned. This bullet, five rounds on each bridge, wasn’t these thirty rounds?

The temptation of bullets is too great! Open your eyes wide.

Subconsciously reached out to answer, but looked at Zeng Nansheng next to him with the two soldiers dressed up by the people.

The two soldiers took off the bag hanging on their shoulders and pulled out two bags of bullets from it. The yellow bullets were directly rammed and fell on a stone slab next to them.

The soldier next to him stretched his neck and opened his eyes wide. He observed that the seventy-nine bullets poured out by the two were 100, which was definitely more or less!

The gunshots of the pursuit team in the distance were getting closer and closer, only one mile away from the village, and it was almost at the door of the house.

The bullets on the ground were dazzled, and even remembered that the enemy was about to come to that point.

Zhang Yi raised his hand and was shocked, and he felt excited. When did this old soldier become a local rich man?

This is definitely getting rich!

Then why are you polite? His hands were still trembling. He quickly turned his head and shouted to the back: "If you have a gun, come up quickly, one person will fire five shots!"

The police soldiers who had guns jumped out immediately, and a squad leader immediately roared: "Look up... Uh, your mother, why are you running around with a bird gun?"

A few people carrying red tassel guns in the back of the team quickly left the queue awkwardly...

Zhang Yi came to his senses, thought for a while, and threw the rows of bullets that had been grabbed from Lao Zeng and threw them to the two rows of action captains behind him: "You can play one single in your hand, save me some use."
Chapter completed!